Everywhere I Look

Everywhere I look I find

Some wondrous handiwork of Thine,

Every single day I see

Some lovely thing You've given me.

My heart almost overflows,

At the sight of velvet rose,

Lacy fern, and birds that sing,

Lord, You give me everything.

As the early morning breeze

Softly stirs through leafy trees,

Comes the dawn all steeped in gold,

More than my two arms can hold.

Silver stars throughout the night,

Purple shadows, pale moonlight

Turn my thoughts again to Thee,

Lord, I fear You're spoiling.

Everywhere I look I find

Beauty of the richest kind,

Little joys throughout the day

Almost take my breath away.

How very precious I must be,

That You should have such love for me,

And in each cranny, smallest nook

I find You, everywhere I look.

~ Grace E. Easley

...The heavens declare the glory of God;

and the firmament showeth HIs handiwork.

Ps. 19:1